Wanna Be Yours Alpha When Dreams Come True
/1/130821/coverbig.jpg?v=7f74e3da9208fbd64237b41f638ad1f6)
Rejected By My Betrothed, Claimed By The Warlord Alpha
I was born a wolfless cripple in the Richmond Pack, but by royal decree, I was engaged to the kingdom's Champion Knight, Emory. During the winter banquet, my half-sister Dessie suddenly tilted backward into the royal ice pond, screaming that I pushed her. In my previous life, I reached out in panic to save her, only to be dragged down and framed for attempted murder. When Emory dove into the freezing water, he swam right past my sinking body to rescue her instead. Once ashore, my own father and my betrothed ignored my desperate pleas. They branded me a vicious, jealous traitor. Emory publicly broke our engagement to marry Dessie, while my father threw me to the executioner to wash away the family's shame with my blood. Until my head was on the chopping block, I didn't understand. Why did my own family want me dead just because I had no inner wolf? Why did the knight who swore to protect me conspire with my illegitimate sister to destroy my life? Opening my eyes again, I was back on the snow-dusted terrace, right as Dessie was setting up the exact same trap. "A wolfless cripple like you should crawl back to the gutter," she whispered, falling backward. This time, I didn't flinch or beg for help. Instead, my fingers shot out like iron clamps, grabbing her wrist, and I dragged her into the freezing depths with me.
Chapter 1
Kalea POV:
"Sister, Emory Lambert is destined to be mine," Dessie Richmond whispered, her voice a poisonous thread slipping through the frigid breeze of the Royal Lunar Garden. "A wolfless cripple like you should crawl back to the gutter where you belong."
Her amber eyes gleamed with malice.
Before I could even process the violent sting of the freezing air on my face, Dessie tilted her body backward, angling herself toward the black waters of the royal ice pond.
She was setting up the exact same trap from my past life.
She wanted the entire court to see her fall, to hear her screams, and to watch me take the blame for attempting to drown the favored younger daughter of the Richmond Pack.
In that past life, everything had favored her. I had screamed in panic and lunged to grab her, my fingers clamping hard around her wrist and leaving livid grip-bruises on her skin.
When we fell, I thrashed and begged Emory to save me, so when he swam straight past me to lift Dessie first, onlookers called it justice — the Champion saving the victim from her attacker.
The healers found my marks on her, and nothing of hers on me. That was enough for a charge of attempted murder.
Now, everything is different. The terrace is crowded with high-ranking nobles, and I know exactly where her nails will land.
I already saw through her act completely. I would play along — and turn her own trap against her.
I did not flinch. Instead, I calmly extended my left arm toward her, offering the loose silver-blue cuff at my wrist as if trying to catch her. Dessie, already falling backward to fake her accident, instinctively clawed out and seized my wrist hard to make it look real, her nails digging deep into my sleeve.
Dessie's smug grin instantly froze.
Her eyes widened in shock as she realized she had grabbed me first. Before she could let go, I stopped resisting. I leaned into her pull and let her own backward momentum drag us both off the marble edge together.
A chorus of shrill gasps erupted from the noble onlookers lining the snow-dusted terrace.
Then came the deafening crash of freezing water.
The shock of the sub-zero pond slammed into my chest, squeezing every drop of air from my lungs.
The weight of our velvet winter gowns pulled us straight into the dark depths.
Dessie thrashed wildly, her arms flailing like a dying bird as her silken skirts tangled around her legs.
Even as she thrashed, her right hand remained locked around my left wrist, her nails tearing frantically at my silk cuff.
Her mouth opened in a silent scream under the water, bubbles bursting around her terrified, contorted face.
Unlike my past self, I did not scream, did not beg, did not leave a single mark on her. I stared back at her through the murky blue, cold and completely still.
Pain tore through my limbs, but my mind was clearer than it had ever been in my two lifetimes.
Above the surface, muffled shouts vibrated through the water.
"Someone help! The Richmond ladies have fallen in!"
Through the rippling surface, a familiar silhouette tore off his heavy velvet cloak on the bank.
Emory Lambert.
The newly crowned Champion Knight of the Grand Royal Trials, and my betrothed.
He dove into the water with a clean, powerful slice.
His eyes scanned the depths, searching desperately.
He looked right past my sinking form.
Without a single glance in my direction, Emory swam furiously toward Dessie, wrapping his strong arms around her waist to haul her toward the light.
A bitter, silent laugh bubbled in my throat.
He was supposed to be my promised mate by royal decree, yet his body reacted purely on instinct to save my illegitimate half-sister.
I let my limbs go limp, allowing the darkness of the pond to drag me downward.
I needed this.
I needed every high-ranking noble on that terrace to see him choose her over me.
Darkness began to creep into the edges of my vision.
My lungs burned for oxygen.
Then, the water exploded behind me.
A massive shockwave ripped through the freezing depths, stirring a violent current that pushed the weeds aside.
A shadow moved with terrifying, predatory speed.
Before I could even register the beast-like force tearing through the water, a pair of scalding, calloused hands locked onto my waist.
The grip was unyielding, made of pure steel.
I was yanked violently against a broad, rock-hard chest.
Even submerged in ice, the overwhelming scent of crushing cedar and raw, wild musk flooded my senses, piercing straight through the freezing haze in my mind.
It was the aura of a dominant, top-tier Alpha.
Yet the moment his skin touched mine, the suffocating pressure of his command miraculously softened, wrapping around my freezing body like an invisible shield.
I forced my heavy eyelids open.
Through the distorted water, I looked directly into a pair of piercing, golden-amber wolf eyes.
Gaines Moss.
The notorious young lord of the Moss Pack, heir to the northern iron legions, and widely feared across the capital as an uncontrollable, violent rogue Alpha.
There was no cruelty in his gaze.
Only a dark, frantic intensity that bordered on madness.
The moment my wet shoulder pressed against his collarbone, a sharp, electric jolt surged from his palm straight down my spine.
My frozen muscles trembled beneath the sheer heat of his touch.
Gaines's jaw tightened.
His arm banded around my waist with possessive force, pulling me flush against him as his powerful legs kicked against the current, launching us toward the surface like an arrow.
On the other side of the pond, Emory was already breaking through the surface with Dessie clutched tightly against his chest.
The freezing air hit my face in a violent rush as Gaines hauled me out of the water, his long fingers instinctively cradling the back of my head to shield me from the jagged marble edge.
The deafening roar of the royal court swept over us in an instant.
/0/47408/coverbig.jpg?v=20240122183833)
Wanna Be Yours, Alpha! When Dreams Come True
"I want to go home! I can't stay here!" What would it be like if all the fictional characters in your dreams come true? Anna Valerie is a college student who got lost in the wilderness where werewolves live! As it turns out, the people in that world have the same faces and names as the ones she se
/0/61573/coverbig.jpg?v=b3ec59633e39289ce781282946155525)
Dreams Come True
Sabrina Iris Kline is a passionate journalist whose life takes a dramatic turn after the tragic loss of her parents in what appears to be an accident. As she plunges into her investigation, she discovers a sinister conspiracy that suggests their deaths were orchestrated by powerful political figures
/0/21081/coverbig.jpg?v=2a15215b2f979e67a186a6f35e904388)
My Fake Wife's Dreams Come True
I was young stylish and my sweet dreams were coming true. I had everything I would have wanted until I lost my heart to him. My hot hands grabbed someone's cold ones in the darkness. And I shivered at the contact. "Who are you?" He shuffled on his feet, making sure to graze my breast on his bare c
/0/25228/coverbig.jpg?v=5b74a5029c4533c0f7454733563a5d5f)
Wishes Come True
On Christmas people should be with their loved ones in the safety of their homes, but I don't have any loved ones, and I'm in the one place that I hate, where I swore never to come back, afraid that I'll get even more broken, and it seems that the more I try to get away, the more obstacles I encount
/0/26988/coverbig.jpg?v=a2fda7265289c049803c6bafd9b01899)
Dream Come True
Maxwell is equal to the devil. He is the ruler of his world and a NO WOMAN MAN. Emma is an innocent simple girl who is no different from other girls when it comes to the godly Maxwell. She has her fantasy about the man she is in love with this man.Reality is impossible but can't say same about faith
/0/63721/coverbig.jpg?v=5713f1bb1ba8687e1b09eb52999d79a2)
Wild Fantasies Come True
Warning!! 🔞🔞This book contains graphic depictions of s*xual activity, strong language, and other mature themes. It is recommended for adults only (18+) ***** I've always been fortunate to have a murky intellect. Without a doubt, many people would describe it as a fault. I like to consider it a f
/0/20537/coverbig.jpg?v=6b8c853ce3bfb315d5e2a854a7a089ee)
Destined to be yours
prologue She turned towards him. With a seductive look on her face. She came close to him. Wrapped her arms around him. He hugged her with all his myth. He felt like he got his world in her. " you know what, once in these streets we crossed each other's path, and now in these vary streets it
/0/61160/coverbig.jpg?v=27c58a0fcef06df7e448f49482400252)
MADE TO BE YOURS
**Cathy's world was a storm.** An orphan, tossed from one foster home to another, she clung to hope like a lifeline. Then came a scholarship – her ticket out. But fate had other plans. Love, a sweet poison, crept into her life in the form of Carlos, a prince charming with a deadly secret. Betrayal
/0/99566/coverbig.jpg?v=20260205144929)
Fated to be yours
"Some loves don't die... they just wait," Ella whispers to Nathan the night their connection begins at the music festival. Words that echo long after fate tears them apart without explanation. Decades later, Clara, a searching artist, finds an old box of letters signed E & N, captivated by the unfin
/0/66661/coverbig.jpg?v=5fa20a829108f0255d04976b4668e0e2)
Fated To Be Yours
Laura Morenza faces a bit of a problem when her father George's will asks her to become the wife of Jericco Askala Wasley-CEO of one of the companies of the famous Big 5. The problem is that Jerrico is rumored to have killed a woman in the past. Since agreeing to the will, Laura has been terrorized
/0/88905/coverbig.jpg?v=5d51b98ab4a8fbbd3a3b4f16b18336d4)
Married to be yours
Celine was shattered after what she had gone through in her first marriage. Her ex-husband abused her and did a lot of despicable things to her, and now her father's law firm was on the verge of collapse. The only solution her father could do was to marry her off to a proud and arrogant billionaire
/0/78284/coverbig.jpg?v=20250901091108)
Love Makes Me Wanna Be a Killer
Zia never made anyone end their life. However, due to a misunderstanding in the past, Zia had to suffer a terrible fate. Her husband, James, and best friend betrayed and lied to her. James' plan for revenge was to make Zia suffer so much that she would want to end her own life. And that was the peak
/0/83464/coverbig.jpg?v=20260106202702)
When The Dead Come Knocking
Thanksgiving was supposed to be quiet this year, just me wrapped in a blanket, the Macy' s Parade playing to an empty house. My mom and brother, Maria and Leo, died a week ago, leaving me utterly alone. Then my phone buzzed. It was Mom's number. I answered, terrified, and a thin, distorted voice wh
/0/24565/coverbig.jpg?v=20211229162432)
Destined To Be Yours Forever
Eury Vienne Gomez a Chief Policewoman whose goal is to seek justice for the loss of her parents. Until that night. That fateful night she lose her memories. That fateful night she lose everything. Going back to Astrid, she became distant and cold. Then she met Yohan Vincet Del-Valle, a military off
/0/72156/coverbig.jpg?v=20250409023349)
I want to be yours
Sienna has known Jason for years but falling in love with your childhood best friend isn't easy, not when you're in an elite boarding school and all you want is to go unnoticed and he's the very opposite of that, not when you need to win valedictorian to get a scholarship to your dream college and h
/0/54055/coverbig.jpg?v=20240514100516)
Why Can't I Be Yours?
When an eighteen-year-old virgin decided to leave Louisiana, her home town for Texas, an alien town, she was oblivious that the journey of her independence would become one of longing for a man's love and attention. With her love built on a misconception, she was unaware that Charles Jackson; the m
/0/21356/coverbig.jpg?v=b8d9ace7e6ed1c5956c5c2b9af543c7f)
Too Close to Be Yours
Everyone has scars, pasts, and painful realities that they are fighting for deep down within themselves. But sometimes pain is never enough and there come moments when you just can't stand the universe. After six years of constant failure, consistent trying, and disappointment, Claire was hopeless
/0/43160/coverbig.jpg?v=019541db82c6db2c575844cab1f034ca)
Yomega, meant to be yours
Falcon, a 32-year-old millionaire businessman, acquires a new company at the breaking point without imagining that there is a woman in it who prepared him for him and although at the beginning he denies the idea, he will end up determined to make it his own. But there are two problems. First: he's
/0/55963/coverbig.jpg?v=6af8c5345517802fd3dcfb523099b4d7)
The Destined To Be Yours
Klea 'Harmony' Infantes I sat on the floor while crying. "You're so stupid, Harmony!" I yelled to myself. "You fooled a worthless person!" I shouted to myself while looking in front of the mirror. I feel my. I closed my eyes tightly and stopped crying when someone knocked on the door. I was in
/0/74526/coverbig.jpg?v=8e3362bbaf79fd6caaf4c8d630ee33f0)
To Be Loved But In My Dreams?
There's nothing worse than wanting to be treated right by the same person that constantly breaks you. This is the case of Lara. She is a young girl seeking to be loved. Without a single love for herself. Unlike the others that says "I'm loved at home", this was not in the case of Lara She wasn't lov
